The Flame’s Daughter Chapter 24:
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Pinhualou.
The first floor in the world.
Why come to Pinhualou? Ruge has asked Xue many times. But Xue always chuckled, saying only that she could see someone there, and only there would she see him. When she asked if Yu Zihan was cold, Xue started to think about it.
In Pinhualou, Ruge reunited with Auntie Hua and former sisters, naturally there was a lively scene. While talking and laughing, she only knew that Feng Xi was good enough, and she married a merchant to do a continuation. She heard that life was going well. The Phoenix girl also married and became General Zheng's ninth concubine, but she had not been pregnant since she married. The older lady was fierce and jealous, and the general liked the new and disliked the old, and lived unsatisfactorily.
It's really like a world away.
Under the faint moonlight, Ruge leaned against the carved wooden fence of the Snow Pavilion in the back garden, and sighed softly.
I remember that she was so innocent and innocent when she first entered the Pinhualou. In order to keep Zhan Feng's heart, she wanted to know what stunts the famous flowers used to win the love of men in the world. Here, she met Yu Zihan, who had come from a distance, and met the majestic snow...
However, for more than half a year, things have changed.
With so many changes, she is no longer the little girl who had only Zhan Feng in her heart.
The moon star is rare.
The night breeze in the garden softly blows the ends of her hair like songs, a red dress is shining softly like water by the moonlight, her pupils are black and bright, looking up at the new moon, her eyes are full of determination and indifferent.
Yuehua is bright and clean.
The smile on her lips is also bright.
No matter how many dark clouds there are, no matter how fierce the wind and rain, the moon will eventually spread its brilliance all over the world. So, what can knock her down?
Even though, she has heard some very weird things recently.
During the time she and Xue lived in the mountain village, a terrifying rumor broke out in the arena!
It is rumored that Lie Mingjing was not assassinated by Jiangnan Pilimen, but was killed by his own disciple Zhan Feng when he was not prepared for practice! In order to cover up the killing master scandal, Zhan Feng blamed everything on Jiangnan Pilimen. However, Lie Mingjing's daughter Lie Ruge did not believe in Zhan Feng, and wanted to investigate the truth of his father's death, and for this reason, she dived out of the Lie Volcano Village controlled by Zhan Feng in the middle of the night. However, Lie Ruge was blocked by Zhan Feng and died on his way from the village.
This rumor shocked Wulin!
The magnates from all walks of life have inquired about the authenticity of the rumors from Liehuochuang Village.
However, Lieshanzhuang’s attitude is ambiguous, only claiming that Zhan Feng is not in the zhuang, and whether he killed Lie Mingjing and his daughter is still under investigation. At the same time, Lie Huo Zhuang offers a reward to the world, and anyone who can "invite" Zhan Feng to return to the village will be rewarded with thousands of gold!
Suddenly, the world was in an uproar!
The elegant and graceful piano sound floats from the snow pavilion, like a faint floral fragrance in the night, dyed with the lightness of moonlight, lingering in the heart of a song.
"Girl, what's so beautiful about the moon, how can it be as beautiful as other people's piano music? Come in and listen to my new song."
Ru Geyi looked up at the crescent moon in the night sky.
Zhan Feng...
If it is really Zhan Feng...
Her eyes were calm, and the corners of her lips gradually condensed into a touch of firmness.
However, the pain in her heart is not Zhan Feng.
It's Yu Zihan.
Farewell outside Zhangshulin, she disappeared before Yu Zihan's eyes like that...
There is also the red shadow in the forest. She has been uneasy. She doesn't know if the blood-red figure is Dark Yeluo, and if it is Dark Yeluo, will it hurt Yu Zihan who is alone...
Thinking of this, her heart twists tightly.
His face also turned white.
A crystal-clear hand fell on her shoulder, and he chuckled slightly: "Hey, you ignore me. Be careful if I get angry and ignore you."
Ru Ge looked at Xue, and asked him for the twenty-seventh time:
"Why stay in Pinhualou?"
"Because only here can you see the people you should see." The answer was the same as the previous twenty-six times.
"Who will you see?"
"Hehe, I'll know when I see you."
"But, I have been here for twelve days. In these twelve days, I could have done a lot of things."
"Silly girl, believe me, I'm a fairy."
Ru Ge glared at him.
Xue smiled innocently.
"Stay at most for another three days, I must leave Pinhualou." Ruge said to him.
Xue counted her fingers lightly, stretched her eyebrows and smiled: "Okay, after these three days, I will follow you wherever you go."
Ru Ge no longer speaks.
Snow held her shoulders and looked at the moonlit garden, smiling like a flower: "Spring is coming soon, and the night wind has no bitter chill. Oh, look," he fingered a quiet corner of the garden. , Lazily stretched branches, little yellow flowers, "the winter jasmine is already blooming."
"Spring..." Ruge stared at the quietly blooming winter jasmine, maybe spring is really coming, this winter is really long and cold. When hundreds of flowers bloom all over the earth, I hope everything will be full of vitality.
Xue tilted her head to look at the fascinating song, and suddenly asked:
"Spring is here, what are your plans?"
She thought about it, and shook her head. She wants to find Yu Zihan, to avenge her father, and to revitalize Lie Volcano Village, but these have nothing to do with spring.
"Are there really no plans at all?"
"Nothing."
"Think about it better."
"...nothing."
"Dead girl, did you forget what you promised me?" Xue Bo said angrily.
Ru Ge looked at him suspiciously.
Under the moonlight, the snowy white robe was shining like a holy flower, and his beautiful face was a bit resentful, and tears swirled in his eyes.
Ru Ge said: "What's the matter?"
Xue's tears are like stars: "Have you forgotten? You once promised that if I don't die, then you will..."
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The snow is so transparent that it can be passed through with a finger.
His smile is ethereal as a snowflake.
The golden brilliance...
Penetrate his body...
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"If you like you and you are going to die. It's better to never like you."
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"I promise you that if you don't die, I will work very hard to love you."
……
The snow elephant is asleep, in Ru Song's arms, as quiet as a child.
His head rested on her arm.
His weight is extremely light, and she hugs him like a beam of light.
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The moonlight is faint as fog.
Stars flicker.
Ru Ge quietly stares at the snow: "I haven't forgotten, I will try to love you."
Snow held his breath, and his happy smile was wetted by the crystal clear tears.
"How hard will you work?"
"I will work very hard."
"What if, no matter how hard you try, you won't fall in love with me?" Sadness pierced Xuexue's heart.
Ruge smiled and said: "Spring is a season full of hope. In spring, when all the flowers bloom and everything is revived, what is absolutely impossible?"
The moon star is rare.
Yellow winter jasmine blooms in a secluded corner of the garden.
The noise of Sizhu's joyousness floated from the lobby.
The aroma of wine.
Caixiang.
Beauty fragrance.
At this moment, Pinhualou is simply a heaven that does not know the sorrow of the world.
Xue He Ru Ge stood side by side in the carved hanging corridor. One white robe is like snow and the other red is like fire, staring at each other and looking around. In the moonlight, they seem to be a pair of picturesque immortals.
I don't know how long it has been.
Gradually, guests came in twos and threes in the garden, laughing and playing with the girl in the building on the rockery and in the small pavilion. It must be that the singing and dancing in the lobby have disappeared.
On the overhang.
Xue embraced Ruge's shoulders: "Let's go in, it's too noisy here."
If the song should be heard, turn around and prepare to follow him into the house——
Suddenly--
In the corner of the eye--
As if to see--
A figure in Tsing Yi like a jade!
She turned her head in a hurry!
Under the eaves, by the rockery, by the lake, in the pavilion, on the stone path, gorgeous lanterns, charming girls, fascinated guests, noisy silk and bamboo...
But—yes—where is the figure in Tsing Yi? !
Ruge looked around, sweating out of his forehead.
Finally, she found it!
I saw Tsing Yi flash and disappear into the back door of the garden.
Ru Ge whispered and flew towards the direction where the Tsing Yi Man disappeared.
On the overhang.
Snow alone is lonely.
He obsessively looked at the direction of Ruge's disappearance, his skin was so transparent that he seemed to be transformed at any time, his white clothes dazzling, but he collapsed into a desperate and fragile breath.
Leave Pinhualou.
The streets are empty, and homes are closed tightly, and they are like two worlds with the songs and dances just now. A few ragged beggars leaned on the corner of the street, and there were only one or two poor copper plates in the broken bowl. The barking came from the deep house where it turned, making the night even more lonely.
Ru Ge looked around in the streets and alleys.
The jade-like Tsing Yi seemed to have disappeared suddenly. The vast world was so vast that she ran and flew, turning around the streets and alleys, but the figure seemed like night dew evaporating in the faint moonlight.
She couldn't find the man in Tsing Yi...
Leaning on the cold wall, she wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeves.
Suddenly there was a heartache.
The tears rolled down his cheeks.
She bit her lip, her face pale, and her lips were full of salty tears. is it him? If it is him, why not come to her, why not wait for her, doesn't he know that she is worried about him? If it weren't for him, then, where is he now, is there any danger? Would he think she was dead?
Dry the tears on the sleeves, Ruge tries hard to stand up straight.
She is going to find Yu Zihan.
After three days, no matter the ends of the world, she will go to Yu Zihan.
Suddenly, the sound of thin footsteps came from the front.
Like listening to the song, his body trembled slightly. She clenched her fingers, missed a few beats in her heartbeat, and followed up with her light effort.
Long, long alleys.
The moon shines like a flower.
Tsing Yi is like jade.
Ru Ge chased behind the man and stretched out his right hand to pat him on the shoulder.
The palm of your hand stops in the air----
Suddenly--
Frozen--
Rugly laughed weirdly.
She smiled so that the tears on her cheeks hurt slightly, and she smiled as if she was a great fool.
Heh, she can think that Yu Zihan can't hear the sound, but why can't she walk even if he forgets?
The bitter laughter faded away in the cold night.
The man in Tsing Yi turned around with a look of horror, his eyes staring blankly:
"I...I have no money."
"Go away." Ru Ge closed his eyes.
The man's legs were frightened and his whole body was shaking.
"Go away! Heard! Go away!" Ruge shouted unbearably, "Go away! Otherwise I will kill you!!"
The man ran away **** off.
Ru Ge's heart is sad. Since the death of her father, she has not been lying on Yu Zihan's warm lap for a long time. As long as he is by his side, without saying a word, as long as he gently strokes her hair, it won't be as empty as it is now.
The moon stretched her shadow obliquely.
Quiet alley.
She is silent.
She walked slowly, as if she had no direction for a while, just walking aimlessly.
The night is getting deeper and deeper.
Ruge in red is walking slowly in the small alleys.
Until, a strong smell of blood was blown into her breath by the wind!
What a terrible smell of blood!
The night breeze is also mixed with the screams and groans that were before death!
Heavy alcohol!
Painful vomiting!
In an instant, Ruge's mind became sober, there must have just been a fierce battle in the alley ahead, and there must have been a lot of casualties. She straightened her back and walked gently across the corner of the alley.
The crescent moon is like a hook, hanging coldly in the blue night sky, and a few sparse stars illuminate the alleys that suddenly become like hell. The suffocating smell of blood from the night wind, the sound of groans, the sound of breathing before death, the sound of blood slowly flowing on the ground.
Thirteen people in the alley.
Nine people are dead, and the bodies are still warm; the three are struggling on the ground, picking up the cold soil with their fingers stiff, their eyes widening. When Ruge bends across the alley to see them, the three took their last breath.
Twelve people have their throats severed!
The thick blood river stained the alley red.
"Oh--"
There was a sound of vomiting.
The scent of wine, the dark blue cloth was full of foul filth and blood. The man leaned weakly on the wall, the blood of the Destiny Sword was falling, and the pale moonlight reflected his pale face and right ear. The sapphire is dark and deep.
"Oh————!"
He vomited in pain, bent like a shrimp, trembling, and convulsing. He drank wine for ten days and nights, the cheapest and most violent burning knife, and he drank no money. He was beaten and kicked into the street by the guys at the inn.
The cramping pain in the stomach is like being pricked and torn by thousands of hot red steel needles.
Why don't those people come to kill him anymore? Come on, kill him, so you don't have to be so painful anymore. If you die, you will never have the pain again. He was vomiting, leaning against the wall and slid down. The weak cold sweat made him tremble. Finally, he fell into a pool of blood, his blue shirt was soaked in blood and turned into a strange color.
There is a muffled voice in his dry throat.
It's like groaning.
It's like a choked sob with throbbing pain.
It is also like a name that can only be remembered slightly in the dream of lotus and green lotus leaves in the sky.
"Zhan Feng."
Suddenly, he fell into one of the most absurd dreams, in which he actually—
I heard her calling him.
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"Zhan Feng, Zhan Feng."
She likes to call him back and forth, the setting sun reflects the full blooming lotus in the pond even more brilliantly than the sunset on the sky, and her pink cheeks make her smile softly.
At that time, she was nine years old.
Xiao Ruge entangled behind Xiao Zhanfeng all day long. She loves to wear bright red clothes. She looks at him with big shiny eyes, and her small apple-like face is red.
"Don't call me Zhan Feng."
Xiao Zhanfeng scowled, plucking a fresh lotus.
"Why?" Xiao Ruge lifted up the red dress and lifted the dark green lotus.
"You should call me brother."
"But, I have a lot of brothers. Brother Yu is also a brother, and Brother Ji is also a brother. How can we tell the difference clearly?"
"I am a big brother."
"Hehe," she smiled naively, "Of the three brothers, you are obviously the youngest, what kind of brother?"
"Brother Zhan."
She spit out her little pink tongue and smiled: "It’s not okay, it’s ugly to die... Geer wants you to live until you are very old and very old, and your hair and eyebrows are very white and white. Play with Song. I don’t want you to die in battle!"
It's really nonsense.
Xiao Zhanfeng looked at Xiao Ru Song who was smiling constantly.
"Zhan Feng, Zhan Feng..."
In the lotus pond, the fragrance of lotus, the oncoming summer breeze, the call of a series of children's voices, blew the golden ripples on the surface of the water...
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In the alley, watching Zhan Feng fall embarrassedly in a pool of blood and vomit, his body is sour and foul, like a sharp blade in Ruge's heart.
She closed her eyes.
The fingers stabbed hard in the palm.
When she opened her eyes again, Zhan Feng was looking at her drunkly. He stretched out his left hand, and his fingers were pale and trembling in the moonlight.
"Song...er..."
The red clothes, bright as fire, dark and bright eyes, can burn his heart into a deep black hole. The drunkenness caused his body to stumble and he tried to get up, but after a shake, he fell heavily in a pool of blood and dirt.
Ruge bit her lip, motionless.
Zhan Feng lay on her back on the blood-stained ground, smiling idiotically, with a faint light flashing from the corner of her eyes: "Song...er...you finally came to pick me up..."
The room is pitch black.
Ru Ge is sitting on the ground in the corner with her knees hugged. She hasn't moved for two hours. Snow fell asleep quietly beside her, breathing evenly, leaning her head on her shoulders.
Zhan Feng on the bed seems to be having a nightmare, his face is pale, his eyebrows are tightly furrowed, he seems to be strangling his throat, moaning low and shaking.
There is a breath of pain in the air.
I don't know how long it took, Xue Youyou woke up, he yawned and patted like a song: "Go to sleep for a while, I will guard him."
Ru Ge shook his head.
"Smelly girl, you are really stubborn."
Ru Ge looked at Zhan Feng with a hangover. She don't want to sleep, she has something to ask him.
"Hey, why do you like to sit on the ground when you are sad?" Xue asked suddenly.
Think about it blankly.
"Because the ground is cold."
"...?"
"When the ground is cold, the sadness in my heart will be frozen."
"What if I get frostbite?" Xue said angrily.
"No."
"Smelly girl, you..."
"I won't let myself get sick and die before I finish everything."
Her shoulders are as thin as paper, but her face is calm and firm, and a stunning beauty seems to be coming out of her bones.
Xue put her arms around her shoulders and arms, and her thighs penetrated her body warmly and gently. He chuckles like a flower: "Don't talk about death or death, with me with you, you can't die if you want to die."
Over there.
Zhan Feng sat up suddenly!
He was full of cold sweat, panting quickly, his eyes were bloodshot, and the sapphire in his right ear burst into a stern glow.
He gripped the knife tightly and slowly woke up from his nightmare.
When his eyes turned back to the deadly icy blue, he lifted the quilt, only to find that his body was changed into a clean blue shirt with no blood stains and no filth.
The room is pitch dark.
However, Zhan Feng felt that there were two people in the corner.
"Who?"
Zhan Feng's voice was as cold as a knife.
Xue flicked his fingers lightly, and the oil lamp on the table ignited, like a bean-like light, faintly flashing between the blue-clothed Zhan Feng and the red-clothed Ruge. Sitting on the agarwood stool, Xue fiddled with the wick, graceful and dusty.
In the corner, a figure in a red dress stood up. The clothes were dazzling and bright, like the first morning glow at dawn. She looked at him with a crystal clear face and a calm expression.
"Choke————"
The Destiny Knife shook out with a frightening moan.
Zhan Feng's body trembled!
"You--!"
The faint curly hair fluttered, and he stared at her. At this moment, even if the world was about to be destroyed, he wouldn't blink his eyes.
Because he was afraid.
I was afraid of blinking her eyes and she would disappear.
"I am not dead."
Ru Ge stared at him with a calm tone.
Zhan Feng's eyes gradually blue, his hand slowly released the knife, his fingers trembling, as if desperately suppressing to hug someone.
"When you were drunk, I had a hundred chances to kill you." Ruge looked at him lightly, "But, I want to listen to you."
The blood coagulates into ice.
Zhan Feng realized that he thought he had woke up from a nightmare, but he had fallen from one nightmare to another.
"Did you kill my father."
Ru Ge asked Zhan Feng.
The flames are dim and dim.
The faint yellow light obliquely reflected the shadows of the two on the ground.
"If it were me..."
Listen like a song.
"...Will you kill me?"
"Yes."
"How would you kill me?"
"How did you kill my dad?"
"I pierced his chest with a knife."
Ru Ge close your eyes.
"Why kill my dad?"
"Because he killed my parents."
"How would you know."
"Lee Mingjing admitted it himself."
"How can my father confess himself, even if he really killed your father and mother, how can he confess himself?!" Ruge said angrily.
Zhan Feng was silent.
Ru Ge took a breath.
"Can your martial arts kill my father?"
"He has no defense."
Ru Ge suppressed the frenzied breath in her chest, her fists creaked: "Why are you telling me now, haven't you deceived me for a long time?"
Zhan Feng looked at her.
His eyes are blue and there is a weird smile on his lips:
"Life is more painful than death."
"Pain? You avenged your ‘haven’, shouldn’t you be incomparably happy?!" Ruge's red robe angered.
Zhan Feng handed her the knife.
"Chest, heart." He stared at her, "I don't hate you, kill me without pain."
Ru Ge held the knife.
"Promise me a request." Zhan Feng's voice was low.
"Say."
"Buried my body in that lotus pond."
"...good."
"Come on."
Ru Ge raised the knife.
The tip of the knife gleamed with a blue cold light, aiming at Zhan Feng's chest.
Zhan Feng looked at her.
Even if it was the moment to kill him, she was still so beautiful. Her cheeks are as pink as lotus flowers, and her eyes are as light as dew on a lotus leaf. The flying red dress is the drunken sunset by the lotus pond after daily exercises.
The room suddenly went dark, and the flames flickered on the wall, reflecting the silhouette of the knife. Xue fiddled with the wick, a touch of sadness between her brows.
"Don't kill him."
The sound is sad like the snow in the middle of the night.
Knife, hold it tightly in the singer.
She heard what Xue said, she saw the pain in Zhan Feng's eyes, and her heart seemed to be torn apart by thousands of destiny knives!
But.
She—wants—kills—to fight—Maple—!
Even if she will suffer in pain every day and night, she will kill Zhan Feng! !
She hates him!
He killed her beloved relatives in this world.
"Don't kill him."
The snowy white robe is like a white flower sighing in the wind under the dim firelight.
The knife is like an angry wave!
The red robe flies fiercely, like a song full of grief and anger, and swipes a knife to Zhan Feng's chest!
This knife.
She exhausted all her strength.
Zhan Feng stood upright, without a trace of tremor in her aloof body. At the moment she swung the knife out, the corners of his pale lips lightly faded with a bitter smile.
Blood bursts!
The knife slashed into the flesh and blood, and with a sour sound, a bright cloud of blood flew up and splashed on the wall.
Blood, slowly trickling down the wall.
There was a light ticking sound, and small blood flowers splashed on the ground.
"Don't kill him."
Xue tightly grasped the blue blade, gurgling blood, making his crystal-clear and beautiful right hand miserable and terrifying.
Ru Ge was shocked and lost her voice: "What are you doing?!!!"
Xue smiled softly: "Girl, don't kill him yet. Just listen to me this time, okay?"